Tuesday, February 28, 2012


Let the two days of snow-venture commence.
These three were looking fierce.

 Fueling up at the 'bucks.

Move over Gaga,
Lady Goggles are in town.

We have our gear, and we look cute.
Nothing left to do except hit the slopes.

Cindy finally gets to use her birthday present.
And she LOVES them. 

Gondola time!

I don't really have many pics from the slopes the first day.
I was a bit shaky this year.
A bit of reverting...according to my sister.

But it was still a fun day.
Laura and Ellen coached me the whole morning.
They even got me out on the non-kid runs.
Still Green slopes, but the Grown Up kind.

But it was a good day.
Ellen and Laura took a few runs themselves, and I took a ride back down on the gondola.

At the bottom, we treated ourselves to an end of ski day, Euro Snack.
Le Waf, is Le Delicious.

Our second snow sport day may have been fueled by the thought of another EuroSnack at the end.

Laura made my pops proud, and got herself her very own helmet.
White, so she could look like a jordan almond. 

The sisters split up. 
Ellen & Cindy hit the shoeing trails, 
and Laura and I headed straight to the green slopes.
Where we essentially had the whole mountain to ourselves at the beginning of the morning.

It was kind of one of those
"Is this real life?" kind of experiences,
with a twist of "Is this really president's day weekend?"

EuroSnacks were indulged in at the end of our snow day.
A little napping,
and we headed into the village
where we may or may not have hit up every single dining establishment.
But I'll never tell.

A final night's rest, and we hit the road.
But not before we hit up EuroSnack.
One last time.
Our Northfaces earned their keep that weekend.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Second Annual Tahoe Sister Trip: The Arrival

Alright ladies and gents.
Last weekend, Cindy, Ellen, Laura and I headed out to the snow
to celebrate

I mean no better way to say 
"hey, FDR, your New Deal was AWESOME"
than heading to the snow.

JFK, we think you're swell, so I'm going to rent some skis. 

Grover Cleveland? 

And hey, it's all about the Washington's. 

We packed up Hippo, with room to spare. 
Yes, this year we packed way lighter.

LC and I took the back seat.
It's like being chauffeured around in a bullet proof Cadillac Escalade,
you know, like presidents do.

There wasn't exactly a plethora of snow as we climbed into the mountains.
But the sites were beautiful.

Finally, a little bit of white gold.

Ellen was our fearless driver.
She got us there (and home) safely and swiftly.

After some serious shopping and dining at the outlets, 
we made it to our favorite snow getaway,
And hauled up our excessive (yet less than last year) 
amount of gear.

Thankfully, we fit it all into the second tiniest elevator I have ever been in.
(First tiniest is at the hotel Villa Florence in SF - that ish is TINY).

We unpacked our gear, and Cindy brought it to a whole nother level
with stylish shades and neckstrap.
If there was a competition for hottest styles on the slopes,
she would win, hands down.

And then,
more shopping.

We walked the streets paths of Northstar and got some serious shopping done.
New hats and goggles!
They also called in DJ Cuppa to spin a few beats.

We headed back to the room and glammed ourselves up for dinner,
where we had high expectations of the famous Pork Chop
we had all been salivating and dreaming of since last year.
Sadly, Baxter's failed, and only had ONE.
We needed four.
I ended up being the lucky recipient, and gladly shared some pork.
But not those onion rings.
They were SO GOOD.
And all mine.

Back to the room, where Cindy and Ellen had arranged
Sprinkles cupcakes and a champagne toast as
an early birthday surprise for Laura.

A little Bridesmaids on DVD and I was out like a LIGHT,
which is good because we had a full two days ahead of athletic adventures. 

More to come...

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Happy Schnaturday

First thing after waking up and going outside,
come back inside and curl up for an after potty nap.

Then it's time for a fantastic round of musical chairs.
First up is a nice warm seat.

Then hop over to reposition on the full sized couch.

After a few minutes there, the floor will be calling your name.

But then you decide the couch might be where it's at.

The chair is nice, pillow free, no one to bug you.

Back to the sofa, to do a little redecorating. 
It's all about feng shui up in here.

Settle in for a bit.
And by a bit, we mean about a minute.

And then back to the solo chair.
Schnoodles need their space.

After a good hour of figuring it all out, it is time for a serious schnooze.
Twitchy lips and all.

Followed by twitchy lips and paws.

Group nap time is followed by a trip to your favorite spot in the world.
The Bay Trail.

It's a good day to be a Schnoodle.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Last Night at the Warfield (@matkearney)

Me and some fabulous ladies enjoyed a little Mat Kearney action.
Always an adventure heading into the city.
And you know how I feel about adventures.
And the city.
Recipe for amazing.

Front row of course.
Get there when the opener is going, and make sure you have elbows of steel, and it's yours for the taking.

Love him, love his music.
Love when he freestyles.
(watch the videos)

Mat loves San Mateo.
He has a lot of fans here.
I think he should do the Concert in Central Park series this summer.
Call me Mat!

He played all of my favs new and old (sans Girl America, which is definitely one of my top top favs), Count on Me, All I Need, Undeniable, She Got the Honey Closer to Love, Breathe In, Breathe Out, and a handful more. SO GOOD. Every single song I think I yelled, I LOVE THIS ONE.
Also, front row basically means I was INSIDE the speakers.
Pardon my "what!?!? can you repeat that? sorry I didn't hear you" for the next month or so.

Hopefully a report on my big adventure weekend in Tahoe to come soon.